d_starfire@hotmail.com AUTHOR'S FOREWORD My name is Dion Starfire and I've been a fan of RANMA 1 / 2 for about a year now. So I decided like so many other fans to write a fanfic about the characters. And since I came into the fanfic business a bit late I couldn't post it, until now. This is the first part of four I have the first three done and will post them a week apart as for the last one I hope to be finished by the end of September. My favorite characters happen to be the unnoticed characters like Mousse, so this story happens to focus on him. Like others fanzines I have taken some liberties with the characters and I hope not to offend anyone in the process of doing so, or make the story detrimental to the original characters. If I do you and you have flames you want to express; you can write to me at my E-mail address. Or if you do like it and would like me to keep sending you my stories you can also write to my E-mail. Hope you like it! Dion Starfire INTRODUCTION "Oh man! What a day! First day back and already that dried-up mummy put me through the ringer. I wonder what her problem is? It was just a normal day at the cafe. Do you know why she has been acting like that lately, Shampoo?" I asked Shampoo as we closed for the Neko-haten for the night. ">>No, Mousse, I don't know why grandmother was behaving so badly today.<<", she said . (Just so we have everything straight words between >>and<< are in Chinese and <> thoughts. D.S.) "She must have hit me twenty times today. And I wasn't do anything wrong at all." "Maybe that why hit you, Mousse! You complain too much!" "I'm not complaining! I'm just curious that's all! And besides, I'm getting used to that stick. It's been against my skull so many times I can't recall." I said with a chuckle. As I finished up with the register, I turned around to hear a hammer say... "Will this do Mousse?" The hammer then proceeded to hit me several times on my head. "Used to it?", Cologne said to me mocking me as I got up off the ground. "Are you done with the register yet? I need to go make the deposit." "Yes, here it is. ....H-Hey, Shampoo I have reserved tickets to go see the new Maison Ikkuko movie. Would you like to come with me?" I shouldn't have ever spoken those words; the mood in the cafe went from pleasant to deadly. It seemed to me that Shampoo's eyes had a direct affect to the light in the cafe and the weather outside; for it ceased to be a delightful autumn night for me. The whole world had just turned into a wintry nightmare for me. She never acted this way before; her usually pleasant demeanor changed into something akin to the unholy. The glint in her eye was speaking a mix of vengeance, pity, anger, and stubbornness. Any sign that she was once relaxed was gone, by looking at her now, one would think that she was getting ready to battle hell itself and that I was the caretaker. Now I, have rarely seen Shampoo get this upset about ANYTHING, let alone me asking her out. Never the less, I would have to say, for the first time in my life I was afraid of Shampoo. "You, ...STUBBORN BOY! What make you think I want go out with YOU. When get through thick, skull. I NO WANT YOU!!!! " I couldn't hear the rest. The pain drowned it out. She didn't hit me this time like she usually does, she didn't need to, though I heard her say that phrase millions of times, each word was like a blow to the body. With every syllable she uttered she made a scar. A cut of a thousand swords would have been less painful. After she was done torturing me, Shampoo finished her chores without a word leaving me there to rot and fester in my pain. After witnessing the incident, Cologne later that night went to Shampoo's room to talk to her granddaughter. She opens the door to find Shampoo looking at an old picture of her and Mousse. She lets out a small, sad sigh. "How old were you in that picture", Cologne asks? "We both fifteen. Just before meet Ranma. " explains Shampoo handing over the picture to Cologne. "Why is Mousse's back toward the camera? "He no wearing glasses. Says he look better with them off. Shampoo no think so." "Well you may not think so. But I remember a time when a certain girl was chasing him. Just because he bumped into her and she passed out because his eyes were _so beautiful_." "He get Rinse to chase him on purpose to make Shampoo jealous!", Shampoo said with an angry tone in her voice. Angry at Mousse for loosing his glasses and partly because she was jealous. "Did it work?" "NO! Shampoo care less who stupid duck go out with!" "Oh.... Why do you think he's never _really_ challenged you all these years?" Cologne asked inquizivily trying to decern Shampoo's true feelings for Mousse. Contrary to popular opinion Cologne really didn't care about the law, she just wanted to make sure her granddaughter was happy. For a moment she gets a hurt look on her face, but only for a moment, that's erased and is replaced by a face that sort of resembled Cologne. "Cause he say thousand of times he love me but no hurt me. As if ever happen." "Then why do you still keep this picture?" "'Cause it good picture of me!", Shampoo says defensively. With that question Shampoo starts wondering what her grandmother wants. "Why you here?" "What, do I need a reason to see my granddaughter?" Seeing that Shampoo wasn't buying the line she decided the direct approach would be nice for a change. "I think we need to talk about Mousse." "Then is waste of time! No talk about him!" "Why did you have to be so hard on him today? He is my only other employee at the cafe other than you. And despite what I may say at times he really is a good worker. It would put more of a strain on our resources if he left. With you and Mousse going to college I had to hire ten people to take your places. And they still can't keep up. The only time we really make a profit is when your both home." "I just tired of saying no all time, great-grandmother. I want him stop. I no love him. I love Ranma. Mousse only friend." "But aren't you going a little bit too far. You keep saying no like that and he'll come to hate you. Mousse is most dangerous when he's mad, we don't want him as an enemy. We have enough problems with Ranma." Shampoo picks up the picture of her and Mousse then looks at the picture of Ranma. "I no care. I wish he leave for good!" With that she throws the picture of Mousse into the garbage. STUDIO FAN PRESENTS RANMA 1/2: A MOUSSE SPURNED MOUSSE NO KYOZETSU SURU A FANFICTION By Dion Starfire I was in my room exercising trying to make my pain, my sadness go away. But it just wouldn't, it just stayed there, it hung in the air like an anvil ready to drop on my head; the minute I stopped. After three hours of the most intense practice of my life I didn't have the strength left to fight anymore and so I let the anvil drop. My tears were no comfort as the pain enveloped me. "Why must I be plagued by this curse. Why am I in love with a woman who only gives me heartache and grief. I just can't understand! Why did she act like that when I asked? It wasn't like it was anything new. I just asked her out. Does she hate me?" My heartache only grew stronger with each moment that passed. It soon turned two o'clock and my sadness gave way to anger. "She didn't have to be that way. All I asked her to do was go on a stupid date. IT'S NOT AS IF I ASKED HER TO MARRY ME! ...Why am I getting so upset? I mean it's only Shampoo." The shock of what I just said pushed all the anger and frustration out of my mind. "I don't believe I said that! What's coming over me!? I sound like Ranma. In all my life, I've never thought of anybody but Shampoo. Now all I want to do is get away from her and this cafe. Wait a minute! What am I thinking? I can't just leave without saying good-bye or; a chance for her either to say she's sorry or that she loves me. Yeah, tomorrow will be the deciding day for Shampoo and me. I just hope all my love won't be in vain." As I do my nightly routine of bumping into furniture on the way to bed. I catch a brief glimpse of Shampoo. I rushed toward her only to bruise my nose on what turned out to be the lamp at the side of my bed. As I lied awake in my bed , I ask her the same question every night that I am not willing to ask for fear of the answer. "Shampoo. Why don't you love me?" AUTHOR'S AFTERWORD Dion here. I know this is a little grim and has few, if any, funny parts but after sixteen years of rejection I think Mousse would be a little bitter don't you. Anyway this is my first fan-fic and it IS going to get funnier so don't think that your not going to any laughs that would not be fair to you or to Rumiko Takahasi. Anyway, I told you I would give you my E-mail number so here it is. d_starfire@hotmail.com. Chapter 2 will be posted next week. I also have a Ranma 1/2 story I'm working on called Kumite. A sudden inspiration while watching "Bloodsport." Well my otaku friends I'm looking forward to your comments EVEN your flames. So PLEASE send comments I'm a writer and would like some feedback. Yours in insanity, or sanity depends on your point of view. Dion Starfire